On the day when I was born daddy sat down and cried.I had the mark just as plain as day; which could not be denied.They say that cain caught abel rollin loaded dice;Ace of spades behind his ear and him not thinkin twice.

If all you got to live for is what you left behind,Get yourself a powder charge and seal that silver mine.Lost my boots in transit, baby, pile of smokin leather.I nailed a retread to my feet and prayed for better weather.